This pair of knives, named Liaofeng, was a birthday gift given to me by my brother when he was nine years old.

"Brother, this name is really ugly."

I still remember the first person to die under these swords,

But I can't remember how many people died under these swords.

My brother and I are both a dragon. He is one round older than me, but he named my double sword Feng. It's funny, I was sad for a long time because of this.

As long as I can remember, my brother took me to work as a coolie on the dock in Beijing.

My brother told me that we are from Tang and our father is descended from the General of Tang.

There was a great king in the Tang State named Tang Yi, and a great military strategist named Nangong Sheng, but unfortunately they all died.

Just as written in history books, Wen Bo replaced all the people of the Tang Dynasty with cheap books. The so-called cheap books are animals that cannot be bought and sold, while slaves can be bought and sold.

My brother was very tall in my childhood memory. He always smiled, his tanned skin and his white and shiny teeth.

When my brother was working, I played by the dock.

I watched the foreman put bags of heavy goods on his brother's shoulders. He was so heavy that he couldn't straighten his waist. He fell again and again, and then beat him again and again.

I have never been hungry, and my brother always buys delicious food for me in different ways.

"Brother, you can eat too!"

"I won't eat it. I've grown up. You can't be hungry when you grow up." The brother smiled after saying that.

He was only sixteen years old this year.

On the eve of the storm, my brother was very happy. The foreman told them that a batch of important goods would come tomorrow, and the most capable person could have a reward of one or two silver taels.

I will never forget the heavy rain, the heavy rain when I was seven years old.

A large ship that I had never seen before brought a whole ship of porcelain from the Holy Land Haotian City. I heard that this was the birthday gift from the King of the Jing Kingdom to the New Concubine.

The workers on the dock were working hard, and the elder brother worked the most. When others went there, he ran twice, and when others carried a box, he carried two boxes.

I sat in front of the wooden shed, looking at my running brother, thinking about the candy man at the market stall.

"Brother, hurry up, hurry up, we will have money soon."

The weather by the sea is always cloudy and sunny. When dark clouds spread in the east, a storm swept from the sea.

The heavy rain instantly flooded my sight, and my brother's running figure became blurred, but fortunately, most of the cargo on the ship had been unloaded.

The beach in the rain is soft and slippery. Maybe it was because my brother was tired and didn't step on it firmly and fell heavily on the beach.

Two boxes of porcelain were broken.

Two boxes of porcelain from the Holy Land Haotian City are enough for a hundred untouchables like us to be buried with them.

The foreman tied his brother to a wooden stake and whipped him hard with a steel cable.

I was scared and angry, and kept crying, but the rain was too heavy and no one could hear my crying.

When I rushed into the heavy rain, my brother had become a bloody man. When he saw me, he grinned.

"Let me go."

I bit the foreman's hand hard, but I was too weak, and the foreman threw me into the mud and water in an instant.

I cried and got up from the rain, took out a small dagger, and stabbed it hard at the foreman's thigh.

"You little bastard." The foreman stepped on my face with his feet and whipped it down.

"No! Let my brother go!"

My brother actually broke the rope, and I saw that he was steaming all over.

I have never seen a brother like that, burning and igniting, and it is anger.

The brother kicked the foreman away with one kick, and the officers and soldiers on the dock immediately surrounded him. The brother shouted loudly and broke the flagpole on the dock. He wrapped the flag tightly and held it.

At that moment, I saw a dragon, a silver dragon.

Never leave any survivors when killing people, this is what my brother taught me.

We fled from the capital, hid from all over the world, and came to the Liguo deep in the mountains for a year.

Liguo is a martial country. Regardless of his background, his elder brother joined the army here and became the commander of the sergeant, deputy general, general, and pioneer.

When I was nine years old, my brother gave me this pair of Liaofeng swords and began to teach me martial arts.

"Silver dragon spear technique and red phoenix double swords are unique skills passed down by our Shan family."

"No! Brother, I want to be a dragon, I want to learn the Silver Dragon Spear!"

"Okay, okay, okay. When you learn the Red Phoenix Double Knife, I will teach you the Silver Dragon Spear."

My brother is different from me. He is kind, easy-going, obedient, and does not compete with others.

Although he also killed people.

In the world-famous defeat in Liguo, his brother became the only survivor.

I know he is by no means a coward or a deserter.

He just wanted to carry the coach's body back, he just wanted to come back to see me, but others didn't think so.

It was the heavy rain in midsummer again, and my brother knelt in the rain.

I stood by the wall, still watching from a distance.

When the sword was pulled out, I held the flying knife tightly.

The sword did not fall, and a child blocked the sword, and the blood beads at the tip of the sword were instantly rushed into the rain and disappeared.

The blood bead is the deep mark on the young master's eyebrows.

The next day, a tragedy occurred in Liguo that shocked the whole country. Licheng Tianzhu was robbed, and none of the 300 prisoners survived.

My brother taught me that I will never leave any living habits when killing people.

My brother said, I shouldn’t have saved him, our Shan family has always been the gate of loyalty and righteousness.

I said, if you die, there will be no single family in this world.

The escape ended in Yun Kingdom, and King Yun recruited his brother.

My brother and I became the seventy-two guards of the Yunwang Palace.

The so-called seventy-two guards of the Yunwang Palace are just killers.

It took eight years in a flash.

The day I received Mr. Yuan’s letter, there was another heavy rain.

"Jin, we are going back to Legion."

"Brother, King Yun won't let us go."

"It's okay, I'll explain the situation to him. We have done so much for King Yun, and I think he will definitely not make things difficult for us."

The brother hurried out of the house and quickly disappeared in the night rain.

After he left, I sorted out the fineness and picked up the Silver Dragon Spear and Liaofeng's swords.

I know that if I don’t go, my brother will definitely die in the Yunwang Palace. He is a foolish and loyal person. Even if he dies, he will not fight back against someone he knows.

But, it's too late after all.

When I kicked open the gate of the palace and entered the hall, I saw my brother lying in a pool of blood.

"Jin, take me home! The young master needs us."

"Brother, do we still have a home?"

"Yes! The young master saved my life. We must protect him."

That day, I killed many people. They fought side by side with me, and they also called brother and elder brother.

I felt exhausted, suffocated, and tired like never before. My hands were numb, but I knew I couldn't stop.

Stop and I will fall down.

"Brother, I'll take you home!"

My brother was not at peace, and he still had things he had not done to me, the kindness he had not yet received was waiting for me to repay, and the loyalty he had not yet fulfilled was waiting for me to fulfill.

He is such a noble person, and he should not be stigmatized in his life.

The moon shines from the south city to the north city, shaking the shadow of the moon in the middle of the river, and the wind breaks when it blows. Han Rong sits on the window frame, looks at the empty street outside the window, recalls the past, and drinks cold wine in big mouthfuls.

The cold wine became warmer and warmer. Several wild dogs hurried across the long street, and Wang Zuo's heavy snoring came from the room next door.

The moon is particularly bright tonight.

Listening to Wang Zuo's snoring, Chongsheng couldn't sleep.

There is also Qingxue who hasn't slept tonight.

When Qingxue was born, her mother died of dysfunction and then the Jun King never established her queen again.
To be continued...